Every day it gets a little harder, can’t seem to get away
I remember there’s a certain place, a place I wish I’d stay
I feel so lost within, pressured, I’m headed for that day
Just one thought in my head, really
Do I need this fame?
Every time, God damn I look at my son, I see something I can’t be
Beautiful and care free, that’s how I used to be
Like some God damn fucking freak, I’m so pressured, I’m so worried
Something takes a hold of me, something I can’t believe
I lay in bed at night and wonder, should I go on this way?
It’s the only thing I really got for now, and it’s called fame
Every time, God damn, I look at my son, I see something I can’t be
Beautiful and care free, that’s how I used to be
Like some God damn fucking freak, I’m so pressured, I’m so worried
Something takes a hold of me, something I can’t believe
So I see this face so innocent and fine
So I see this face and I realize it’s mine
So I see this face so innocent and fine, and so fine
So I see this face and I realize it’s mine
Every time, God damn, I look at my son, I see something I can’t be
Beautiful and care free, that’s how I used to be
Like some God damn fucking freak, I’m so pressured, I’m so worried
Something takes a hold of me, something I can’t believe
Like some God damn fucking freak!
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